Brother, Can You Spare a Roommate?
I love walking, but a 15-minute walk to the nearest ‘L’ station? I don’t think so. So why on earth did I almost agree to be roommates with my ex-boyfriend in suburban Oak Park?
I love walking, but a 15-minute walk to the nearest ‘L’ station? I don’t think so. So why on earth did I almost agree to be roommates with my ex-boyfriend in suburban Oak Park?
Though here I go yet again, breaking up is still hard to do.
I am in love. Suddenly, astonishingly, sickeningly so. Know that first and the rest of this post goes down a lot easier for the less romantically inclined among you.
With great sadness, I find myself in a position to edit my previous post. While my move to New York City may continue, my relationship with Devyn will not. After two years of effort forged in the face of what, in the end, turned out to be my insurmountable obstacles, Devyn and I have called an end to our partnership.
Today, Monday, March 26,2007, at 12:09 p.m. marks the two-year anniversary of the day I accidentally met the man of my dreams…on a street corner, wholly by accident, and entirely in spite of myself. It happened at Fullerton and Clark. It happened just like in the movies.
Today, Devyn Caldwell’s Looper photoblog celebrates its second anniversary. For the past two years Looper has focused intently on downtown Chicago, featuring edgy, insightful, and often unexpected images of the city’s urban core for a loyal and growing audience. Browse Looper and see for yourself why I consider Devyn to be Chicago’s best urban photographer since the seminal work of the mid-20th century’s Charles Cushman.
The title, words to live by from Maxwell Gillingham-Ryan, decorator extraordinaire and founder of the wildly popular Apartment Therapy blog empire. I heard those words on Thursday night, when Maxwell was in Hogtown to celebrate AT’s Fall Colors Contest at a reception hosted by CB2 on North Avenue.
Sunday, March 26, at 12:09 p.m. marks the one-year anniversary of the day I accidentally met the man of my dreams — on a street corner, wholly by accident, and entirely in spite of myself. It happened at Fullerton and Clark. It happened just like in the movies. And I thank God every day that it happened to me.
It’s officially been a year since the love of my life, Devyn, began–an architectural photoblog of downtown Chicago. In that short time, he’s managed to take more than 10,000 photos of the Loop and its environs, post 1,000 of them on what has become one of the best photographic records of the heart of Hogtown on the web today, and get interviewed by Chicago Tribune architecture critic Blair Kamin, to boot.